(photo by Brian Murphy)
Sure, seemingly everything around the Washington Redskins is crumbling. The team has turned into a punchline after giving three previously winless teams their first victory of the season. Well, it’s either that or hiring a bingo caller to run your offense instead of your offensive coordinator-turned-head coach. Really, feel free to take your pick.
And now, the Redskins host the Philadelphia Eagles on Monday night – which means all eyes will be locked on the dysfunctional franchise we’ve all come to know and love (which isn’t a good thing – not with the ‘Skins struggling in primetime games even before this disappointing season). So yeah, there’s not a lot of cause for that cautious optimism we spoke of before the season.
But that’s okay. Because we’ve still got really hot cheerleaders, and that’s got to count for something. So instead of focusing on all of the overwhelming negativity surrounding the Redskins, please enjoy this photo. She looks happy. Maybe looking at the photo can help you get there too.
One final tangent. Morons keep forwarding us a list of pitiful jokes that go something like this:
Q. What do you call 47 millionaires sitting around a TV watching the Super Bowl?
A. The Washington Redskins.
Here’s our issue: if they have a 53-man roster (plus eight on the practice squad), why are only 47 Redskins getting together for this hypothetical Super Bowl? Seriously. This bothers us. Are the rest of the players jerks who blow off team functions? Is there dissension in the locker room? Did Mike Sellers screw up his assignment and end up at the wrong location?
If you’re going to tell shitty jokes, can you at least have the common courtesy to do basic research into the number of players on an NFL roster. Jesus, thanks for screwing up our moment of zen. You dick.
6 comments
October 26, 2009 at 10:18 am
Here’s how today’s piece struck me:
1. Photo of balls-hot chick.
2. Blah, blah, blah, somebody is a dick, blah, blah
October 26, 2009 at 10:28 am
Johnny P, here’s how your comment struck me – blah, blah, blah, you’re a dick, blah, blah.
October 26, 2009 at 8:59 pm
Great post today Murph.
1. I have to agree that that is one smokin’ hot cheerleader (great photo by the way)
2. Smokin’ Cheerleaders often negate loss (I often find myself looking at photos and commenting to myself “they have a football team too?”)
3. It is critical to get all of your facts strait in jokes lest the humor of your joke be diminished my the criticism of your lack of proper research. (The above referenced joke being an excellent example. It was waaaay funnier when I read it to myself with 53 millionaires attending the party instead of the pitiful 47 the original jokester refereed to. Some people just don’t know how to tell jokes. It’s very sad)
4. I also have to agree in part with the first commenter. I found this post very difficult to read since I had to keep scrolling back to top of the post to look at the image. (Finally got smart and opened the image in a separate window so I could get through the entire post in a coherent manner. Perhaps you should repost images like this at the beginning of the paragraph breaks in the future to help your readers make it through the more difficult parts of the post. Just a thought.)
5. Thanks for the laugh.
-Craig
October 27, 2009 at 9:12 am
@Craig,
Point #4 is dead on. I can’t seem to read this post without ogling for about 10 seconds or so…sometime more…I need help.
October 27, 2009 at 10:32 am
Boobies make me happy.
At least your team does not have players driving motorcycles into trees, players continualy getting the staph, players getting the flu, receivers with the dropsies, players selling their house and saying they are still happy, rebuilding ever 4 years, players taking their helmet off before the game is over when the opposing kicker had missed the field goal only to give them another shot, WHICH THEY THEN PROCEEDED TO HIT, players fumbling the ball on the 1 in the championship (PAIN, I FEEL PAIN), giving up 98 yard drives in the most inconvenient times (MORE PAIN), cutting your favorite collegiate player, hiring the coach that then ended your favorite collegiate player’s career by saying he was broken (he was just fragile),…
but at least the city got to keep its colors when the team was relocated and then reestablished. so I guess it can’t be all that bad.
October 27, 2009 at 11:01 am
Who doesn’t love boobies and Division III quarterback coaches?